Alfred Doolittle: Well. Look at it my way. What am I? I ask you what am I? I’m one of the undeservin’ poor, that’s what I am. Now think what that means to a man. It means he’s up against middle class morality for all of time. If there’s anything going and I puts in fer a bit of it, it’s always the same story. Your undeservin' so you can’t have it. But my needs is as great as the most deservin' widows that ever got money out of six different charities in one week for the death of the same husband. Heh. I don’t need less than a deservin’ man. I need more. I don’t eat less hardy than he does. And I drink…oh a lot more. I’m playin’ strait with you. I aint pretending to be deserving. No. I’m undeserving. And I mean to go on being undeserving. I like it and that’s the truth.
Professor Higgins: You mean to say you’d sell your own daughter for 50 pounds? Colonel Pickering: Have you no morals man? Alfred Doolittle: No. No. I can’t afford em’ governor. Neither could you if you was as poor as me.
Alfred Doolittle: Well. Look at it my way. What am I? I ask you what am I? I’m one of the undeservin’ poor, that’s what I am. Now think what that means to a man. It means he’s up against middle class morality for all of time. If there’s anything going and I puts in fer a bit of it, it’s always the same story. Your undeservin' so you can’t have it. But my needs is as great as the most deservin' widows that ever got money out of six different charities in one week for the death of the same husband. Heh. I don’t need less than a deservin’ man. I need more. I don’t eat less hardy than he does. And I drink…oh a lot more. I’m playin’ strait with you. I aint pretending to be deserving. No. I’m undeserving. And I mean to go on being undeserving. I like it and that’s the truth.
